Ginger goddesses reside here.


all kink and trope names will now be replaced with academic and professional terms:

  • age gap is now intergenerational communication
  • doing it in the office will be inter-organizational relationships
  • orgies are team building exercises 
  • angst will be subcategorized into intrapersonal conflict and interpersonal conflict
  • ship teasing is Schroedinger’s Relationship Status
  • mixed signals must be described in detail using a transactional communication model
How Sophie sounds to Eliot, Hardison, and Parker

3x11, The Rashomon Job


Getting bad again for no reason after you’ve been so happy for a long time is literally one of the worst feelings ever


tips for new freshmen!

  • no one cares about anything
  • walk on the right side of the fucking hallway 
  • dont sit in the back of the bus you gotta earn that. maybe next year, champ.
  • stop screaming. we’re all tired and miserable. 


in 4th grade we were making clay pots in art and our teacher kept saying “make them thinner! those are too thick they won’t work” so we made them thinner and when she put then in the kiln they all exploded and she told us it was our fault because we made them too thin and if that doesn’t describe the school system i don’t know what does

I hate it when celebrities get on TV and tell us to donate to some fund…


Bitch, you make 12 million a movie and I make $12/hr. You send money.



I just want to see Nine, Ten, and TenToo in the same room

with Nine looking back and forth between Ten and Tentoo before glaring at Ten like “What the fuck did you do?”


imagine your otp murdering millions together


welcome to womens clothing where the sizes are made up and the measurements don’t matter

So today, I got called at 2:15 saying not to come into work tonight.
Cool. I get to dick around the rest of the day.
At 6:00 I got called back into work because the other girl that they cut me for was sick. I guess her ear was hurting and needed to go home.
So I went in. Another girl called and asked if I could work her shift on Friday.
Then they told me I would probably be cut again tomorrow.
I went in the back to recheck the schedule, and they wrote me in to work on Monday and never told me. I’m really pissed about it because I was supposed to take Violet to the fair because mom has to work. I mean, come on, it’s Violet’s last day of summer, I don’t want it to be shit. I want to spoil her and clog her arteries with deep fried food.
Let’s see if any of the 4 people I covered for in the last week will do me a solid.